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Kayley looked up and gasped. She stood up quickly ready to strike with her fire poker. Only when it hit her that these two people were children did she relax. Tears still fell from her cheeks. "H-how dis you get in here?" she stuttered.

Keirnan looked up at the woman with the poker,
"We climb through the win'ow...or actually Amy climbed through, she 'ad to help me through." Keirnan said quickly, she smiled at the lady, hoping she'd stop crying,
"I'm Keirnan." she added eagerly. The poker lady seemed to have relaxed a little bit, Kerinan continued to smile at her.

"We have to lock every entrance! There can't be any way to get in! They will kill us!" Kayley said quickly ignoring the fact that the child had just introduced herself. "We have to stay safe!" she whispered as she ran around the house shutting every open window and locking all of them. When she was done running through the house making sure there was no way in, she made her way back to the girls. "I don't know if there is any food here. I haven't checked yet. I'm Kayley. How old are you two?" she asked surprised at their young appearance in a world where she couldn't possibly imagine children could survive.

Kayley looked at the two. One was very short, Keirnan, like a baby. The other, Amy, looked about her age. "The people who are sick are very dangerous. We are hiding from them. They can't get better. No amount of medicine he--" Kayley cut off holding back the squeak of sadness in her voice. "We need food," she stated changing the subject.

Keirnan still smiled at Kaylay,
"I'm 8." she said holding up eight fingers to prove it. She saw Kaylay looked upset again and she reached up and standing on her tip tes grabbed Kaylay's hand trying to make her not be upset anymore.
"I know 'bout the sick people..." she said.

Amy pulled off her backpack which she had forgotten about before. "Lets eat!" Amy pulled out a couple peice of bread, an apple, and a pear. "Sorry its all I got." Amy tryed not to think about the sick, her family was taken by it, but she tryed to avoid the topic.

"No, no." Kayley said to Amy. "Save your food. There should be some here. My town has been abandoned for months. There must be canned goods somewhere. Stay close," She said grasping the tiny girl's hand and holding out the other for Amy.

Dylan moved towards the house, panting for breath. He slowed when he saw three figures, clutching Jo tighter to his chest. They didn't seem like the sick from here...
But still. He was cautious as he moved closer.

Keirnan thought she heard something outside, she couldn't see out the window though. It sounded like someone walking,
"I thin' someone;s outside!" she announced to Kaylay and Amy. Keirnan intertwined her tiny fingers in Kaylay's so she could have a better grip.

Jas approached the house as slowly as possible from behind it. She had seen windows and doors shut and heard voice from inside-there were definitely people in there, and they didn't sound infected. A couple of the voices sounded very young, children maybe. She stood with her back against the wall, on the back of the house, thinking she might just stay there for a little bit and listen, see if it would be safe to try to get inside.

Kayley turned around and looked out the window. "We don't know anything for sure, and if they're infected we may not know until it's too late... for all of us. There's a cabinet over there, there may be food." She walked with Keirnan and opened the cabinet. Inside were a few tiny fruit containers that generally were put in lunch boxes, a few cans of creamed corn, and powdered drink flavorings, and boxes of pasta yet to be boiled. Kayley grabbed the fruit and corn. "This'll have to do for now. With no running water, the only thing we have to eat or drink is this. We should portion it out carefully saving some for later," she said.

((A few of us should make guy charries because there are way too many girls here.))

Name: Westly Kalvin
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Appearance: His tan skin is covered in filth and grime. His long dark hair is twisted into dreadlocks and braided. It hangs around his shoulder blades. His dark eyes are curious and sincere.
Bio: He was a pacifist and always refused to hurt or kill anybody or anything. He still hates to do it, and he avoids it when he can but he does everything he can to protect his son Addam -- but he doesn't have a son, at least, not anymore.
Personality: TBD